It was an unexpected turn of events.
To think that the one behind the rumors of the Dark Cloaked Devil did not run even after hearing of the arrival of Frederick and his Gate.
What made it even worse was that instead of going into hiding, they dared to desecrate the house of the Only One God by praying upon his altar like a devout believer.
Frederick entered with his Keepers following closely behind, each one already prepared to exert their Will the moment they sensed foul play.
Meanwhile, Nadia remained in position, kneeling before the altar while seemingly praying to the statue of Marduk.
"State your name, heathen," Frederick remarked calmly even as his blood boiled with anger.
Nadia did not respond, instead, keeping her head down with a veil obscuring her features.
"I will not ask again."
And then, she replied. "You already know my name."
"Not the rubbish you have spread to the illiterate halflings. Your real name."
